Oct 10, 2019
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me: fricking suburb idea! but... what about Patton AND Logan with freckles?
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person: Patton with a bunch of freckles!
me: fricking suburb idea! but... what about Patton AND Logan with freckles?
Eu: Quero desenhar
Eu também: Desenha, UE
Eu: Não sei o que desenhar
Eu também: Vai logo miseravi
Eu: Queria poder se ninguém me atrapalhasse
River and Chris had been friends since elementary school, but ever since Chris moved to live with his grandparents, he and River had drifted further and further apart. Being the determined person she is, River always tried to talk to him through their distance, whether that was texting or figuring out the best time to call him due to their different time zones. But it was like he barely tried in all of her attempts to reconnect. Finally, she decided that if text wasn’t going to help, visiting him would be better, so she saved up some money and flew to California to visit him. It was a spur of the moment decision, she realized later on, but it worked out in her favor. They talked and hung out again, and he’d even reach out to her first when she was back home in New Jersey.
It’d been about a year ago since River first came to visit Chris. In two weeks, however, she wouldn’t need to anymore. Since he got accepted to a medical program in New York, he’d be much closer to her. That definitely saved her a lot of money on traveling costs. But she decided to visit him one last time before he came back to the East. “Are you excited, Chris?” She asked as she sat on his bed and looked around at the packed luggage. “Soon you’re going to be in New York! One step closer to becoming a doctor. I know you’ve been working hard for it.”
me: *tired and trying to sleep*
my brain: …. deceit can see ghosts...
me: sure, and he gives them hot coco....
my brain: yeeeeeeeeeesssssssss
People don't usually get me and I FUCKING LOVE it that way
To the Boy, whom I texted for the first time seriously in my life.
A carefree teenage soul never thought to find peace and happiness in the arms of another teenager who was also quite a carefree soul in the carefree age.
How me and my heart talk to each other when my better half sleeps:
Began with a simple text message now and i just can’t sleep without his message, never realized how a short journey could set up a strong base for a beautiful journey with him,hoping to end with his hand in mine at the age where we lose our teeth and might have to share the mashed food.
Recollecting our initial memories I blush at my foolishness thinking that real attachment exists only in movies or are myths and formed a biased opinion about the idea of love.Stupid of me to think that all men are same when I had the perfect one to prove me wrong standing right beside me and by god’s grace now standing hand in hand with me and helping me fight the world which I was unaware of and showing me that those who love actually care and that care need not always be coming from our parents, those who love you would know how much silence screams but in my
MY SILENCE DOES NOT SCREAM YET HE IS ABLE TO HEAR
AND WHEN HE REASSURES HIS LOVE FOR ME THEN I HAVE NOTHING TO FEAR.
I can’t sleep because sometimes my insecurities hit me hard , then I find his love surrounding me in the form of his handwritten cards.
okayyy, heart enough I know I can’t get over him but how do I express it all? because words are never in my favour, not at all.
Sometimes I fear that my lack of experience in the art of expression of love might make him feel that I love him less but he isn’t aware that having him as my companion I am truly blessed.
Never thought I could love someone as much as I love him and why wouldn’t I because he is someone who loved me more at my worst and made me the best
computer: *auto corrects the ILY in family to not caps*
me: first of all frick you, second of all are you feeling sad? do you need a hug
me:*gets paid today*
me: i should by that one thing i wanted before i buy more gifts
Me:*buys a few amiibos and something my sister wanted*
my bank account: bitch please, stop i'm begging you.